Stayin' in my play pretend, where the fun ain't got no end, oh
Can't go home alone again, need someone to numb the pain, oh
Stayin' in my play pretend, where the fun ain't got no end, oh, oh
Can't go home alone again, need someone to numb the pain
Reality slips far away.
Fiction comes alive, we start to play it.
Hope is no more behind a closed door
as we drift away from where we were before.
Hope and hopelessness become one.
It's all meaningless, we've already begun
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